So, things have gone down more or less as expected. The meeting of the strata council came and went, and I was not invited to speak in my own defense. But as it turns out, this is a moot point, as it was not I who needed defending
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Well, as far as that goes, I think I'll be okay: There's one member of the council who is sympathetic to me and who I'm hearing most of this. She has voulenteered to write me a reference which affirms that I, personally, have been a good tenant, and don't bear the blame for all of this.
Oh, cripes. I'm sorry to hear that. Kind of expected, but still shitty. I recommend you look into some of the advice in my last comment - I still don't think they can kick you out for something someone else did, so you should find out. The Strata Council's not the be-all and end-all of the law.
If you do have to move, I suppose you could see it as a fresh start of sorts. A new place, no bed bugs, no Vince - shedding of your old life and start anew. Like me: today I finally got a hair-cut (other than trims), losing my pony-tail of some ten years. A fresh start. Only with hair, and not apartments. Thereby making my attempt to console you with positive likening to my own state completely irrelevant!
Pah. I havenakt had a haircut in seventeen years. You got nothing on me there.
But you know what? Like I said, my landlord was already thinking of selling the place, so my time here was finite, regardless. Besides which, fighting to stay in a place where I would be at war with my neighbors is not a prospect which pleases me. They've always been on my ass. There is appeal in getting away from them. I resent the imposition and I resent the expense, but I agree that seeing this as a fresh start is a good idea, and one which I am cleaving to.
Oh, if your neighbours were cocks, then I definitely agree it's a good opportunity. Perhaps even to find a place by yourself, with no one else to have to worry over! No clue what the state of housing is like there, but I hope it won't be too hard to find a new place.
Let's just hope your landlord doesn't try and make you pay for advertising or rent after you move, since here they have legal recourse to ask for a percentage of advertising, and full rent, until they get a new tenant in, the place sells or your lease ends.
Man, I am sorry to hear of your plight. I suspected things could get beter for you without this parasite; but you know the ol' saying.. things can only get better. Best of luck with being rid of this "creature" and the all the best on your new place !
You're not alone in this! Though on the whole I run this as an entertainment blog, shying away from "personal crap", the fact is that so many people find the tales of Vince so entertaining that in this case, I'm willing to subvert my principles a little bit. Losing him does mean I lose a consistently entertaining (for other people!) thing to write about, for me, that remains a trade-off I'm happy to make.
You call Vince a parasite, and I think this is apt; indeed, it plays to a theory I have. It's a pretty good theory, hampered only by the fact that it has its basis in fatuous nonsense and bullshit superstition. But other than that? My theory, I think, is solid.
I think that the bedbug is Vince's "spirit animal"; he has so many of their traits: he lives in his own filth, he's sexually irresponsible, he leeches off of humans aeround him, he's largely noctournal... And because of this relationship, he sees the bedbugs as his spirit-brothers, and cannot bring himself to harm them or see them come to harm. They are as one; fellow parasites in service to a higher parasitic totem.
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If you do have to move, I suppose you could see it as a fresh start of sorts. A new place, no bed bugs, no Vince - shedding of your old life and start anew. Like me: today I finally got a hair-cut (other than trims), losing my pony-tail of some ten years. A fresh start. Only with hair, and not apartments. Thereby making my attempt to console you with positive likening to my own state completely irrelevant!
Good luck, though.
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But you know what? Like I said, my landlord was already thinking of selling the place, so my time here was finite, regardless. Besides which, fighting to stay in a place where I would be at war with my neighbors is not a prospect which pleases me. They've always been on my ass. There is appeal in getting away from them. I resent the imposition and I resent the expense, but I agree that seeing this as a fresh start is a good idea, and one which I am cleaving to.
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Let's just hope your landlord doesn't try and make you pay for advertising or rent after you move, since here they have legal recourse to ask for a percentage of advertising, and full rent, until they get a new tenant in, the place sells or your lease ends.
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I think that the bedbug is Vince's "spirit animal"; he has so many of their traits: he lives in his own filth, he's sexually irresponsible, he leeches off of humans aeround him, he's largely noctournal... And because of this relationship, he sees the bedbugs as his spirit-brothers, and cannot bring himself to harm them or see them come to harm. They are as one; fellow parasites in service to a higher parasitic totem.
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Still, I'm working on lining something up which seems quite promising.
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